Tensei Shite Inaka de Slowlife wo Okuritai

"See! Oh!"

"Hello!

In the courtyard, Elinora and Silvio are swords.

Erinora unnie's cheerful voice and a wooden sword that makes a sound that cuts through the air are pleasant to hear.

It's fun to watch the ponytail swaying vigorously.

Elinora unnie is also trying to become a knight and practice with her father, and also training her vigilante. The sword's talent is said to be pikaichi, and he seems to be able to meet with the vigilante captain.

North's father repeatedly corrects the movement of his brother Silvio strictly, and repeats his swing.

Silvio is often reading books and studying. I haven't heard it, but maybe in the future it will be a civilian or a successor to the Throwlet family?

I don't seem to like swords very much, but I realize that it's an important technique to protect myself, and I'm working hard without leaving out.

However, he is still six years old even though he is a man. I can not overdo it because my body is not completed.

When Dad Nord approached, Silvio dropped his wooden sword and nodded and heard something like advice.

It seems that Silvio's lesson today is over.

I wonder if I can turn 6 if I'm six years old.

On the other hand, speaking of me, I have recently practiced space magic while increasing the amount of magic alone.

You can now transfer at a reasonable distance, find a favorite place, burn an image in your head, and transfer it at any time.

You are not an enemy like Sala, who is already a pursuer.

Instead, Erinora's sister's pursuit ability has been steadily rising, threatening my peace. Of my six favorite places, four of them have already been found and I have no choice.

I'm supposed to be completely out of sight because of the transfer, but I'm flustered and say, "I feel like I'm here."

I'm a long-distance metastasis, but I'm extending my distance, but Elinora unnie is also expanding the search range by riding a horse.

It's no longer a play.

Is that? Is Erinora unnie a bear or something that wants to run after me?

"What are you doing al?"

Mr. Elna sits next to me sitting down looking at the garden.

"You just saw Elinora and Silvio's training?"

"Oh, do you want to practice Al too?"

"No, not at all. It's best to live slowly and peacefully right now."

"I really like to relax when I'm Al."

It might have been a bit old-fashioned.

Erna's mother always smiles, but she feels a bit bitter.

Well, my parents have a simple personality, so I'll be fine.

"Al has loved magic books since he was a baby, but isn't he interested in magic?"

"I like magic, sometimes I practice reading books."

I do my best every day to enrich my life.

"Well, my mom will tell you next time? Can I use it a little?"

"Let me leave!" Elna's mother is confident.

"all right"

I don't know how much magic Elna can do, but I'm sure she has something to gain, so I'll tell her.

"Ah! Let's go play!"

Isn't the morning training over, and Elinora's sweaty rush comes in?

Looking at Elinora's sister as before, Dad Nord and Elna are smiling.

"Sweat and let the water out,"

"It's okay to go to the river!"

"No, don't shed it at home."

"Well?"

"It's a girl, no good"

"Yeah. Then let's go if you have al lunch! Wait!"

Erinora unnie runs to the mansion without confirming my reply.

... I didn't say I would go

"Elinora really loves Al."

Mr. Nord, who came close to me.

I didn't hear any great footsteps. Is it Assassin?

"That's true.

Erna mother with a smiling expression that doesn't look jealous at all.

But I know. Her mother and Nord, who always wrap us around with a gentle smile, are terrifying when they both get angry.

Erna's mother smiles quietly and angry with her smile, asking her for her bad points. The smile is the same as usual, but the only thing she holds is fear.

Dad Nord squints more than usual and says nothing. The attitude that pushes away unlike his father who always gently strokes his head is a scary thing because there is a gap with usual.

If you get angry at the same time, it's amazing. I was watching nearby, but I'm a bit scared even if I'm about 30 years old.

Erinora unnie was angry by the way.

"Al, let's have lunch"

"Yes mother"

"Oh?"

I won't get angry seriously.

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After lunch, Elinora unnie was taken to the river.

I always think that the river in Koriat village is very beautiful. If you scoop water by hand, it's a commercially available mineral water! It's so clear. The taste is, of course, delicious. Unintentionally, the water of Korea is about to shout.

Most people in the village often come to the water upstream.

And now we are in a place between the upper stream and the middle stream.

"And what are you doing?"

While saying so, I throw a stone into the river.

As expected, the shoulder of a three-year-old child. I don't fly at all.

"Well, what are you doing?"

I want three-year-olds with no floats to swim in the river. Is it okay otherwise?

This time, collect the magic power on your arm and drain the water.

Pasha! Pasha! Pasha! Pashashasha!

I didn't understand the last one, but did you jump seven or eight times?

The world record seems to be 51st.

What kind of person threw it?

"Oh! Al what it! Fun!"

"Draining?"

"Yeah! The one whose current stone bounced!"

I'll drain the water again.

Looking at it, Elinora unnie shines and imitates my way of throwing.

Jobon! Javon!

"Why don't you jump!"

Happily grab a nearby stone and throw it.

"Is a thinner stone better than a stone that looks so round and heavy?"

Elinora unnie picks up a thin flat stone.

Bash! Bash! Bash! Bash! Bash! Bash! Bashashasha.

It's done, it's better than me. As expected, she seems to be good at moving Elinora unnie's body.

Is it enough to get tired? Elinora unnie came over.

"Well, are you tired of doing fishing?"

I will make a first strike to avoid saying "Let's swim together!"

"Well, fishing is still boring."

It's a child who doesn't know how good fishing is.

Pia, we were kids.

"Let's eat fish after a long absence"

"Yeah! Then we'll borrow the tools!"

Fast. I went back to my residence.

If you catch it, you will eat it on the spot, or maybe you will get some salt from the kitchen.

Baltoro is noisy because salt is precious.

If you find it, you can ask Okonomiyaki to share it instead of teaching it.

I think so, I went to the kitchen of the house, no,

Because there may be others in the kitchen, transfer to the food storage.

I moved to the kitchen room a little thin and headed for the kitchen.

Then, the big man is making a suspicious movement in the corner of the kitchen.

"Hey, finally arrived."

What is Bartolo? I thought he was a pervert.

Bartolo doesn't seem to notice me, but rubs her cheek against a small vase and feels good.

Is it the only smile that looks so happy that it looks like a ferocious carnivore that has found its prey?

"What's wrong?"

"Well, the sugar I've been requesting from this time has finally arrived.

Bartolo, with a ferocious smile, talks with her.

"Hey, then we have to share it together"

"No, no, no. This is what I was looking forward to. I'm bad for Nord, but I'll use it for my research."

"Hey, that's so, everyone can eat it if you do it."

"Yes! That's why it's a secret! ............... a ..."

Bartolo answers back with a crisp expression, brought back to reality by my words.

"" ......... "

"Northern father! Erna mother! Sala!"

"Oops! If you're a shaven, no, Alfleet is a bad guy."

Bartolo comes to my shoulders while squatting at the speed of using transfer magic.

Awesome speed and smooth arm movement.

It's almost as if you're shouldering with your best friend who has been with you for decades.

I've never seen that technique and accuracy that doesn't hinder height differences.

"What happened? Bartolo?"

I ask Bartolo, purely as a child.

"Is it hard to joke?"

Say "to the habit I understand" and gently hit my shoulder with a pom pom.

Although it's just bad, it's a threat. When it comes time, I might be tempted to break my neck with my arms like a thick log.

Bartoro, be careful.

"Bartoro, your arms are heavy, go away." (Eliminate my arms that break my neck soon!)

"Don't say that ... Or!)

"Aha! Ahahahaha"

"Ha ha! Ha ha ha ha"

"What are you two laughing at?"

Sarah came into the kitchen room.

Sala is the most versatile maid in the maid.

If this was Mina, it would have been possible to mislead, feed, and drive out, but Sala would not.

Sara is keen on intuition and she likes sweets, so it's quite possible that Sala sniffs sugar.

I send my eyes to Girari and Bartolo.

I guessed that the maids could take sugar, but Bartolo's face was blue.

"Mr. Bartolo has a bad complexion?"

"No, it's okay. Hahaha."

"Okay? Well, but I came to check the ingredients today."

"Eh, yeah! Why ?! Can I do it alone?"

"Well, did Bartoro buy extra wheat and other ingredients to make spaghetti?"

"……Ah"

Bartoro ... It's merciful to dig a grave yourself.

I can't help Baltoro. I'm gonna give you one benefit here.

"Hey! Sala. I came to find a fishing rod, but where is it?"

By following me, Bartolo regains its vital face.

"If it's a fishing rod, Elinora asked you earlier, so she's moving her to the shed?"

Puchup! This is an excellent and rough woman!

On the other hand, Bartolo's despair is great just because he saw his momentary hope.

Bartolo is already falling like the end of this world.

……That's it!

I casually approach Sala a little closer to a chair where I can't see the wall.

Then touch the wooden bowl on the chair.

Curran! Callan! Karakarakara!

Then you hear the sound of something falling from the corridor.

"What's the sound? I'll see a little."

Sara turns her heels and returns from the kitchen.

"Hide Bartoro quickly"

"Oh, oh, oh!"

Responding to my words, Bartolo quickly hides the sugar jar under the floor.

Did you open that place ...?

"Please give me a little bit, and I'll get some salt later."

"Oh, oh"

Hearing that, I put a little salt into the little jar and left the kitchen.

Later, when the two had a hot cake party with jam, a sweet scent drifted throughout the house, and it quickly fell off.

It can only be said that Bartolo cried.

After, I was also angry. Mainly for Sala and the maids, as well as Elna.

Woman is scary.